Part 8

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REGINA

She was naked in bed. Her body was exhausted and full. And while she felt satisfied after her wild nights with Mal, she felt nothing. Maybe because her heart stayed in Storybrooke? Maybe because she couldn't erase the image of a certain pair of green eyes while making Mal cum. Even from the heart she felt remorse for Emma.

"I'm so stupid!" She growled to herself under her breath. "How can I feel something for her? Of all people..."

"What are you whispering there baby?" Maleficent appeared out of nowhere, immediately snuggling into the bed, next to Regina, and passionately kissing the slightly startled brunette.

"Why do you have to sneak like that?" Regina huffed, slightly annoyed.

"Do I have to announce my presence in my own home, in my mistress's chamber?" Mal purred ferociously. Regina felt the warmth radiating from the woman, and it was the warmth of an angry dragon. Dangerous.

"No..." Regina replied with a sigh, not wanting to annoy the woman. She did not hide that she was a little afraid of this crazy Mal, who was now grabbing her breast violently, teasing the nipple with a long nail. "I just need some privacy sometimes."

"No privacy here, my darling." Mal said in a dangerously low voice. "We can't let you disappear again, can we?"

Regina moaned, but Mal probably mistook it for a moan of pleasure as her long finger brushed the woman's inner thighs.

And Regina thought the idea of spending time with Mal was the dumbest idea ever. And she wished Emma was a Dark One again. They would like to see Emma in a leather suit fighting the dragon with a wave of her hand.

"Oh, someone's turned on here..." Mal murmured with satisfaction as she dived between Regina's spread legs.

The Queen bit her lip, imagining another blonde eating her upside down.

Who was she trying to deceive?

She had feelings... for Emma.

She was lying on the bed when the maid came into the room and started cleaning up the scattered feathers from the pillows scattered around. Behind her came another one who didn't even dare to look at Regina, telling her that a bath was waiting. The brunette stood up and walked naked to the bathroom with a full bathtub waiting. The maid was still busy setting out candles and towels.

"Is there anything else you would like?" She asked shyly.

Regina thought for a moment, listening to see if Mal would suddenly appear.

"I would like to explore the castle freely."

"Oh." The maid squealed in fear. "The lady wouldn't let you leave the room."

Regina gritted her teeth. Thinking about your situation. She was a prisoner of the Dragon. How could she help Henry, trapped in the castle? There was only one way - to gain Maleficent's trust. Just thinking about what she had to do made her feel sick.

"Tell the lady I'd like to have dinner with her in my room." She instructed the maid.

Mal ate slowly, all the while watching Regina. Her gaze was disturbing the brunette, who was trying to remember what the Dragon was like when they met. They shared such different stories now. After everything Regina had been through, she didn't know if she would find something in herself that could bring her closer to the witch.

"You were usually taciturn, my dear, but now you are even less talkative. And there is so much I would like to know." Mal said, putting the silverware down and staring at her.

"What would you like to know?" Regina asked, wiping her mouth with a tissue and immediately reaching for the wine. She needed to numb herself before another night with Mal. She was still sore from the previous one. And she knew that the Dragon would not give up quickly.

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